It's a story of person searching for peace. I saw two different films where I observed two different people. The first one was a monk , he lived in the Himalayas far away from the hustle of concrete cities. He was the perfect example of a peaceful person , he was calm , soft minded and soft hearted. Unaware of any trials and tribulations. Nature, trees , birds , lakes ,mountains were his perfect companions whom he used to communicate with his mind and soul. Anything resorted to violence, envy wasn't his type. People always used to say "What a divine soul that man has " and "how peace is contained in his entire mind". But when he went to cities and other crowded areas , he hated it and wanted to escape out from there as soon as possible. Anything that was out of those beautiful mountains , lakes and nature displeased him and uneased him and he wasn't able to take it. Then I saw this another man who was a adult and was living within the borders of the conc
Why is it that your smile is so bright , bright enough that I cannot even see Clinching me in your warm clasp When all I wanted was to flee. Why is it that you're a stoic with a lax like me, Why is it that you refrain for my sake, when you're meant to be a bird set free. Why is it that you push me towards blithe when all I ever deserved was abyss, Shoring me up , when I'm unworthy of it. Why is it that you always endure me undeterred of the torment I bestow, Why is it that you still hold me even if I muddle up your flow. Why is it that you always stand on brink of disdain, even if I nudge you away, Why is it that you always come back to me when I have no caliber to make you stay. I don't know why things are as they are, maybe you're the spark waiting to burst from abyss, maybe you're the charm loving to brace me, Or maybe, you're the prizzie by omnipotent meant to outspread euphoria in this tenebrous world and, effed min